SUNDAY, JULY 6
This evening we dined with friends who own a well-known Tombstone business. We were inside the business around 8:30PM. I was taking some photos of the owner and my father. They were talking. I heard someone enter the room where we were talking. I didn't pay much attention. Hearing the footsteps, I assumed it was my mother. It sounded like a woman wearing heals. I turned around and realized no one was in the room but the three of us. I mentioned this to my friend who suggested I might want to take a few photos and ... more »
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